Nan Fusheng's Indomitability

"Was it because he understood that the Golden Dragon King's power was too berserk, and believed his son could not absorb it successfully, so he changed his strategy? He let a Soul Spirit absorb this power instead, hoping to cultivate one with the Golden Dragon King's strength and achieve his goal by another route?"

Gu Yue's thoughts raced as countless possibilities flashed through her mind. Judging from the current situation, this speculation was quite plausible.

After all, the Golden Dragon King represented the Dragon God's most berserk and chaotic side.

A mere mortal, even one bearing the status of a Deity's descendant, might not necessarily be able to withstand such terrifying power—power enough to overturn one's own Divine Soul.

"But the Golden Dragon King Bloodline is not so simple. If they think they can absorb it merely by injecting it into a Soul Spirit, they are being far too naive."

Gu Yue gazed at the small figure on the arena radiating a berserk aura and murmured softly, her tone carrying an aloofness that seemed to see through everything.

If they truly intended to cultivate a Soul Spirit bearing the Golden Dragon King's power in this way, they were undoubtedly courting death.

Even ordinary Soul Spirits could backlash against their Hosts, as with the Unyielding Soul Spirit. Much less one carrying the Golden Dragon King's berserk and tyrannical power.

With the Golden Dragon King's mad will to burn all things to ash and its overwhelming power to crush everything, if a Soul Spirit truly absorbed it completely, its mind would inevitably be devoured by that power. It would become a pure incarnation of destruction, and devouring its master would only be a matter of time.

"When that time comes, Tang San's Divine sense residing within Tang Wulin certainly will not stand